Star Forge Titan

"Time." Alvin tapped the table with his fingers.

"I need to prepare for the Magic Car Competition. I don't have much time to waste on things like this."

As he spoke, the tall black-haired boy looked up at the clock on the wall.

It was now eight o'clock in the morning and the sun had risen completely. The bright sunshine shone on the land around Lutetia, revealing a bright scene.

"One hour." Alvin raised his index finger.

"Have your men prepare themselves. I will attack Sodozo's headquarters in an hour."

"The rest of the scum are left to you to deal with. As for who's behind him, I already know their identity. They're not someone a mere downtown gang can handle."

Hearing his words, Tang opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he said nothing helplessly.

He was a relatively rational person, and a rare visionary among downtown residents. So, even when he heard Ivan say, "All gang members are trash," he didn't get angry. He even agreed with his sharp point.

"Relax, this is not something that cannot be solved." After saying this, Ivan patted Tang's shoulder and continued meaningfully:

"But I still say that gangs have no future. So, lead your subordinates and strive to become more respectable people. Only then can you truly protect the place you consider 'home'."

Tang was silent for a moment, his lips trembling slightly. Then, he answered in a very serious manner:

"Yes, sir, I will keep this in mind."

After saying that, Tang was about to get up and leave. At this time, Alvin suddenly thought of something and called him.

"By the way, what's the name of the Sodozo gang? Where is its headquarters?" the black-haired boy asked casually.

"..." Tang, who had been trying his best to appear elegant, now widened his eyes and showed an expression of disbelief and rudeness.

You plan to wipe out others without even knowing the name of the other gang or where their headquarters is located?

Is there something wrong with this?

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the urge to complain, Tang tried to answer Ivan's question in a relatively calm manner.

"Sodozo's gang is called the Suburbanites, and he and his men usually gather at a butcher shop called 'Pork Butcher'."

After saying this, he bowed slightly and left the alchemy workshop with a humble attitude.

After watching the other party leave, Ka Yang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke:

"As expected of you." The necromancer rolled his eyes. Although his tone was a little sarcastic, his expression revealed helplessness.

"That guy named Sodozo is the one behind Baron Lincoln, right? Your Excellency, you are truly worthy of being here. You've only been in Linde for less than a month and you've already offended a powerful nobleman."

Kayang, who had also participated in the "friendly conversation" with the adventurer named Bryant, naturally understood the true situation of the matter.

But then again, he clearly only wanted to "borrow" some supernatural knowledge and magical engineering knowledge from the Linde people, so how did he get involved in these strange things?

Sure enough, getting too close to this guy is bound to bring bad luck! Could it be that he was the reason for the rare encounter with the evil god ritual in Avonmore?

Kayang looked at Ivan with strange eyes, wondering if the other party was cursed by some existence.

"It's not what I want." The black-haired boy spread his hands with an innocent expression.

"I originally only intended to learn some magical engineering knowledge and improve my rank, but I never thought I would encounter so many unexpected troubles."

God has mercy on him. He originally thought that entering Linde would allow him to quickly level up, then blindly develop until he became the Sword God of Shilipo. Then, he would collect the six divine equipment and go out to destroy all the monsters.

But obviously, the big news that happened in Elrond before seemed to have an unexpectedly far-reaching impact, so that many things were different from the plot that he knew.

"Uh, so it's just a trouble..." After hearing this answer, Ka Yang couldn't help but look speechless. He just felt that the other party's standard for judging the severity of things was different from that of ordinary people.

"Okay, okay, put your things away. We have things to do later. Let's try to solve this little problem today." Alvin rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the magic engine model that had just run out of fuel and stopped working.

"I didn't say I wanted to get involved in this." Khayon muttered:

A few minutes later, at the door of the 'Pig Head Butcher' butcher shop.

The two gang members who were playing cards and guarding the gate suddenly noticed that the card game on the wooden bench was blocked by the shadow cast by a tall figure.

"Hey! Get away..." Before the rude curse could be uttered, their teeth flew towards the free sky.

Retracting his finger, Alvin looked at the bloody pig head painted on the sign and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"The painting is really bad."

"Yeah, even as street graffiti it's pretty crude." Ka Yang also nodded in agreement.

"Who are you? How dare you challenge our suburban gang!" The gang members who rushed out after hearing the noise shouted:

"The painting is terrible." Alvin shook his head.

"What?" The gang members were stunned, not quite understanding what the two strangers wanted to say.

"The painting is so bad, the suburban gang should just stop existing." Ka Yang said lazily:

Is it just because of this? A stunned thought appeared in the minds of all the gang members.

A few minutes later, the Suburban Gang was destroyed.

The two figures, not even breaking a sweat, walked at a leisurely pace, as if taking a walk, towards the Heaven's Gate that led to the inner city of Lutetia.

Chapter 80 Delivered to your door

Obviously, Alvin didn't intend to complete this task in two days.

And that Baron Lincoln probably has little chance of becoming Viscount Lincoln.

Looking at the small notebook in his hand, Alvin couldn't help but smile strangely.

"As expected of a villain, subordinates always think of backstabbing their superiors. That's why I say justice will prevail." The black-haired boy said half-jokingly:

"..." Mr. Kayan Paulus, a former cadre of the villain organization, showed a speechless expression.

"Don't say that. The guy who specially prepared a ledger filled with the names of both the buyer and the seller probably did it to avoid being kicked around like a used urinal."

"You understand so well." Ivan glanced at Ka Yang and said in a teasing tone:

The necromancer rolled his eyes immediately after hearing what he said.

"If I didn't even understand this, I would have died in the internal competition of the Undead faction."

"...Your Undead faction is really in a state of internal conflict." Ivan sighed sincerely:

"Involution?" Khayon was stunned. When Alvin said this word, he used a combination of words in the Xuma language that meant "bending inward", so he didn't quite understand what the other party was talking about.

"Oh, there's nothing here yet?" Alvin thought about it and found that this was not surprising.

After all, the term "involution" itself refers to the phenomenon of an industry experiencing highly intensive development but unable to break through to a higher level. Later, its meaning gradually shifted as others used it, eventually coming to refer to the intensification of internal competition after outward expansion ceased.

In the world where I originally lived, it was only after a long period of peace that scholars proposed relevant concepts.

"It's quite complicated to explain in detail. To put it simply, it's like a group of people sharing a cake, but the cake isn't big enough and they can't make it bigger, so they have to turn to internal competition and eliminate some of the people who want the cake so that they can get a larger piece of the cake," Alvin explained roughly.

"Ha, that sounds really pathetic. It would be better for them to go out and rob than this, right?" Khayon sneered mockingly.

Then, his expression turned ugly, and even his fake smile could no longer be maintained. This was because the Undead faction was indeed in such a sad and shameful state.

"So, that's why you even want to meddle in Linde's affairs?" Ka Yang changed the subject and looked at Ivan beside him.

“…” Alvin was silent for a moment.

He couldn't say that in the future there would be monsters falling from the sky that would require everyone to unite to defeat, so any war in the material world now would be irresponsible to the future and would damage the chances of survival.

If you say this, you will either be regarded as a prophet or a madman talking nonsense, and the treatment for both cases is likely to be roasted on the firewood pile.

In the short term, I have to bear this pressure alone.

Ivan sighed to himself.

"In a sense, it is."

"Hmph, a pushover." Ka Yang snorted coldly, but the expression on his face improved a lot.

"Come to think of it, since entering Linde, you've even been exercising less, right? I occasionally see you practicing with your sword on the ship."

"There's nothing I can do. I didn't expect to encounter so many problems as soon as I arrived in Lutetia." Ivan shrugged.

"Besides, have you ever seen a lion exercising?" the black-haired boy joked arrogantly:

"Oh? Lions are different from humans. A male lion can have sex fifty times a day. Can you do that?" Kayan glanced at him and asked with a strange smile:

"Is it a question of whether it works or not!?" Alvin's eyes widened, and he recalled a big devil who shouted "Let me have some fun", with all kinds of meanings, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The expression on Khayang's face froze. He realized that the words he had just used to mock the other party were equivalent to a severe blow to himself. He killed a thousand enemies but lost eight hundred of his own.

"Tsk." The two of them clicked their tongues at the same time, both having the awkward feeling of being annoyed with the other but not being able to kill him.

"What are you going to do next? Are you going to just rush over and twist off the head of that Baron Lincoln?" Ka Yang asked with a strange expression. He felt that the other party might do that.

"Isn't that too rude? Do you think I'm a barbarian?" Ivan rolled his eyes at him and denied the other party's guess in a bad mood.

So you are not...

Khayang pretended to be surprised and looked at his companions. The expression on his face revealed his thoughts without any concealment, which made Ivan clench his fists.

"That guy is an officer of the City Guard after all. Even if he is just a junior officer, we can't just kill him and call it a day like we did with the gang members in the downtown area. After all, we are not here to create chaos or be wanted by the Linde officials." Alvin curled his lips.

"Remember that blonde girl with a drill head?" He had forgotten Catherine's full name, so he simply described her using the characteristics that would most easily leave a deep impression on others.

"Oh, that woman with weird hair, what's wrong with her?" Ka Yang's eyes turned and he immediately understood who he was talking about.

"Some time ago, she was transferred to the Lutetia Public Security Bureau, and she is in charge of a special class related to the buttons of the extraordinary people. Therefore, there is no need for us to go and twist the baron's head off with our own hands. We just need to hand over this list and other evidence to the police." Alvin said with a smile.

"This is not in line with the rules of gang fighting, but I like it." Ka Yang laughed strangely.

The two of them simultaneously flashed expressions that didn't look like good people on the street, and then passersby said, "Mom, mom, those two older brothers look like bad guys when they laugh." "Don't look at them, you'll learn bad habits." Such words made their expressions freeze.

At the same time, a wild dog with brown hair was secretly watching them with its bright eyes.

After passing through the Gate of Heaven, Alvin called a taxi.

Although this perfect city has started selling magic cars for rent and laying cheaper urban light rail, there are still a large number of light horse-drawn carriages for passenger transport in Lutetia, and people are still more accustomed to this mode of travel.

Considering the rampant pickpockets on the city's light rail, Alvin chose to rent a carriage to save time. The two of them sat back in the carriage and immediately said to the driver:

"To the Sheriff's Office at Welsh Yard."

"Okay, sir." The driver waved his whip, making a crisp sound in the air.

The old horse pulling the cart immediately started forward, its tail swaying, and the carriage began to move.

Just as the carriage was about to set off, a wild dog with dirty hair suddenly rushed into the carriage before the door was closed.

They both froze for a moment, then, as if nothing had happened, ordered the driver to speed up. They had already recognized the man as the Druid Transcendent Bryant who had been standing still. The reason his hair had changed from black and white to khaki was entirely due to his rolling around on the ground.

Sure enough, the wild dog that jumped into the carriage panted for a long time with its tongue hanging out, and then made human sounds with its dog mouth.

"That bastard Lincoln has already learned about you from Sodozo, and his men will be here soon!"

Hearing his words, the two of them raised their eyebrows at the same time, and then laughed in unison:

"Then let him do it."

Chapter 81: Rotating Charge

Seeing the subconscious expressions on the two people's faces, even Bryant, who was still in dog form, couldn't help but shudder.

Damn it, why do you all look so excited and smile like villains...

Obviously, in the chivalric novels written by those troubadours, the villains are always bad nobles like Baron Lincoln, right?

Speaking of which, Bryant was able to successfully escape Baron Lincoln's pursuit due to a somewhat accidental factor.

To put it simply, Baron Lincoln did not know that he knew his client was Baron Lincoln, but Bryant knew that his client was Baron Lincoln in disguise.

It may sound like a tongue twister, but in fact there is only one key reason, and that is the information gap.

It was precisely because Bryant knew in advance that Baron Lincoln and his subordinate city guards would be detrimental to him that he took the initiative to attack the guards, people whom adventurers would not normally provoke, and then ran away.

On the other hand, for someone like Baron Lincoln who has a certain level of knowledge about transcendent beings, the sensory gap between a low-level druid and an ordinary human, without a transformation, is not so great as to transcend the limits of their species.

Therefore, Baron Lincoln never thought that his identity would be exposed because of the smell on his body, and he would never think about it from this perspective.

As for why Bryant has a sense of smell several times better than that of ordinary people, it is because he is a hybrid of humans and the indigenous people of the Great Wilderness Forest.

While the Great Wild Forest, a nation known for its various handicrafts, tea, and spices, is recognized internationally as a single nation, it is essentially a tribal union of the numerous non-human and sub-human intelligent races of the Palladian world. Non-human refers to those lacking a humanoid form, while sub-humans resemble humans in general structure, possessing limbs and facial features. This is the general classification standard used within the Human Kingdom, though non-human races themselves have their own distinct set of categories.

The full name of the country of Great Wild Forest is the United Emirates of Wild Forest, and Great Wild Forest is the name of its main territory. It is a very vast forest with a complex environment, with many undeveloped primitive dense forests.

As a mixed-race indigenous person, Bryant is not a pure-blooded human, but has some orc blood, so the hair on his body is so lush and his sense of smell is several times sharper than that of ordinary people.